Everyone has an old dream that has not been realized.
Fan Hongxuan, who spent most of his life in a carefree manner, never thought he would fall in love with someone.
And it’s a man.
But he just fell in love. The two of them are in different classes but have similar majors, so they often attend classes together, sometimes eat together, and occasionally play basketball together.
He’s very good-looking, with a beautiful side profile when he’s quietly reading, like a painting. And when he puts on a basketball jersey, he looks as handsome as the wind. He just fell in love with him like that… But it seems like the love isn’t that deep. It’s just that he can’t help but look at him more when he sees him, can’t help but tease him a bit more when he meets him, and occasionally dreams about him.
In his dreams, they gently embrace each other, their ears and cheeks touching. But when he wakes up, he is alone in his cold bed.
Their relationship continues like this, neither too bland nor too intense, until they graduate from university and go their separate ways.
He remembers that at the farewell party, it was the first time he saw him drunk. He heard from his roommate about where he lived, which was close to his, so he took on the task of taking him home. But in the end, he just dropped him off and didn’t say that sentence.
In the many years that followed, the two never met again. Even if there were occasional class reunions, they often missed each other due to various reasons. Sometimes he would feel regretful, but then he would think that it’s okay—not seeing each other means that person will forever remain the way they are in memory.
Black hair, eyes with a hint of blue, not too fond of smiling, but very attractive when smiling.
* * *
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
After attending many of his classmates’ weddings, he realized that there seemed to be someone missing by his side. He had thought about finding a woman to settle down with, but when work got busy, he pushed aside that idea. In his free time, though, the image of that person kept coming back to his mind. Even though so many years had passed, he remembered so clearly.
Mjc Lbcuzejc atbeuta, wjsyf la’r yfaafg ab obgufa jybea la.
Pc tlr ilof, ufaalcu wjgglfv wluta pera wfjc vlrjqqblcalcu jcbatfg kbwjc.
Ca 28 sfjgr biv, Mjc Lbcuzejc kbgxfv ja j ijk olgw, ja jc juf ktfgf tf kjrc’a abb sbecu bg abb biv. Lf tjv tlr bkc mjg, jcv tf tjv pera wbnfv lcab j mbwobgajyif cfk jqjgawfca atja tf tjv gfmfcais olclrtfv vfmbgjalcu.
Speaking of which, he doesn’t even know that guy… Hmm, his name is probably Yu Zhehan.
Fan Hongxuan wonders if Yu Zhehan got married… He hasn’t received an invitation to his wedding, but knowing him, even if he did get married, he probably wouldn’t have a big celebration, right? And even if he did, considering their somewhat distant relationship, he probably wouldn’t be invited. It’s just a one-sided love…
While thinking about it, Fan Hongxuan stopped in front of his own door as he inserted the key and opened the door—come to think of it, he had been busy with the house handover these past few days, and he hadn’t visited the neighbors since moving in. Maybe he should find some time to… As he turned around to look at the neighbor’s door, he froze instantly with a smile— the surname written on that door was ‘Yu.’
But there are plenty of people with the surname Yu in the world, so how can he be sure that the ‘Yu’ he’s been thinking about for so long lives here…
Fan Hongxuan opened the door to his own apartment while shaking his head and throwing his tired body onto the sofa. He closed his eyes as he was sinking into the soft cushions as he wanted to rest, but his thoughts wandered uncontrollably.
* * *
University classmates weren’t as familiar with each other as those from high school, mostly forming small groups. As someone like Fan Hongxuan, who followed his own whims, although he got along well with everyone, most of the time he preferred to be alone.
Getting acquainted with Yu Zhehan seemed to start because of basketball. Once, the two of them clashed on the court for some reason, and even Fan Hongxuan, who usually considered himself calm, found himself getting worked up, leading to a physical altercation between them.
Onlookers probably wanted to intervene, but nobody dared to act rashly. Only Yu Zhehan’s roommate happily snapped photos with his phone, saying he wanted to commemorate flowers’ first medal in university.
After the fight, the two realized their behavior seemed a bit unreasonable. They awkwardly smiled at each other, went out for a drink together, and considered the matter resolved.
Since then, Fan Hongxuan has often went to Yu Zhehan’s place to play basketball. Yu Zhehan originally always hung out with his three roommates, but with Fan Hongxuan joining in, they formed a perfect team and often played friendly matches with others.
After playing, they would go eat barbecue together, drink some alcohol, and tell some silly jokes, enjoying themselves thoroughly.
It started out just like that, adding a few more friends to the mix.
Things got awkward—or maybe it was just Fan Hongxuan feeling awkward—during one visit to Yu Zhehan’s dorm room. Speaking of which, those guys were really lucky, having such good relationships, knowing each other since childhood, and even being assigned to the same dorm room.
On the day when Fan Hongxuan went to Yu Zhehan’s dorm room, Yu Zhehan was taking a shower. Fan Hongxuan didn’t hesitate and sat down boldly in Yu Zhehan’s spot. The other guys had all left, leaving only one, who greeted Fan Hongxuan before going back to his computer.
Fan Hongxuan looked at his neatly organized desk as he was sitting in Yu Zhehan’s seat, feeling embarrassed about his own messy one. Ah, Yu Zhehan is really a good guy to be so tidy like this.
While Fan Hongxuan was lost in thought, the bathroom door opened.
Though it was a common scene in the boys’ dormitory, Fan Hongxuan couldn’t help but widen his eyes when he turned his head—Yu Zhehan, who had just finished showering, was only wearing a pair of black underwear, which looked very attractive against his wheat-colored skin. His muscles were well-defined, creating beautiful lines on his body.
Fan Hongxuan unconsciously swallowed—he couldn’t help but think, do the people living in this dormitory get to enjoy this kind of sight every day? Thinking about it, he furrowed his brow in displeased.
But Yu Zhehan seemed completely unaware. He just stood there, shirtless, and nonchalantly walked to the wardrobe, pulling it open to search for clothes.
Fan Hongxuan’s gaze followed Yu Zhehan’s movements, then landed on his neatly organized wardrobe, both inside and out.
Yu Zhehan’s movements were always swift. Soon, the clothes covered his attractive body, but the well-tailored outfit still outlined his handsome figure.
Fan Hongxuan sighed with a hint of regret, then glanced down at the long legs that hadn’t yet been covered by pants. He was tightly toned and powerful, with those long legs—ones that he remembered getting kicked by his right leg.
Fan Hongxuan wasn’t celibate, nor had he never been in a relationship, but he had never found himself attracted to men before—until now.
They were all friends, so there was no need to disrupt that balance.
Life went on as usual, and their relationships remained unchanged for the most part, but Fan Hongxuan knew that everything had already changed.
He dared not engage in too much physical conflict with Yu Zhehan during basketball games anymore, nor did he dare get too drunk when they went out to eat together.
Life was drawn with a careful line, and Fan Hongxuan advised himself to stay on this side of caution. But he couldn’t resist temptation, always sneakily looking toward the other side of the line. The more he told himself not to think about it, the more he couldn’t help but think about it, repeatedly sketching it out in his mind.
Fan Hongxuan tried his best to restrain himself, but he eventually was unable to bear it any longer as he began to distance himself from Yu Zhehan. Their relationship faded somewhat, and as they progressed to higher grades, they became busy with job hunting, only exchanging nods and greetings when they happened to meet.
He thought that by doing so, he could diminish his feelings and could sever the ties.
But in his recurring dreams, there was that person lying beneath him, with gentle black tousled hair, a rebellious smile, and those captivating eyes.
‘Has anyone ever told you that your eyes are beautiful? No, that’s not right, because you’re beautiful everywhere.’
‘I like you.’
But in the end, he still couldn’t bring himself to say those words.
This story warms my heart.
Thank you for your translation 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚